The signs creep,
Although it sounds cliche -
The little things:
The morning shave,
Feel but a blink...

A sigh revives
Any thoughts misplaced,
In memories lost,
To stress, and age.

Funny, the truths we let ourselves accept
The arms we hold for
strength, hope, camaraderie  
turn us into *****.

Never seen someone
run so fast, walking.
We all find comfort somewhere,
running must be both of ours

Mistakes I made,
I don’t regret.
If my time with you had to be a mistake,
I’ll take what I can get.

Firm belief in fate,
Things do happen for a reason.
I still hear you, loud and clear,
Please don’t stop screaming.

The only thing I have is Faith,
never sure why, but it lingers.
It will all be ok, work out,
funny, the truths we let ourselves accept .

Part I
You are so pretty,
I love your fields of flowers,
Nature is the best!!!!

Woodlands green and soft,
Pretty birdsong in the air,
Flowers here and there.

Mountains white and cool,
The mountain stream of water,
Flowers soft and sweet.

The pretty forest,
Of pine trees and hunter furs,
Honeysuckles sweet.

Birdsongs like sweet harps,
Playing in the pretty breeze,
Pretty Spring is here!!!

Lovely butterflies,
Dancing in the cooling breeze,
Falling sweet green leaves.

The mossy pebbles,
Near the sweet bubbling brook,
Makes a lovely song!

*~Marian~

What delightful alchemy this
this metamorphosis of a dream
a condition like an apsiopesis
which assumes I will be back
I inhale the fragrance of this ink
and exhale it as wine
it gives a nice toast
to our love
soaring like a lammergeier
Well in the throes of passion,
it splinters into a flower
the omphalos of which
is a moment awake
beyond rest or relaxation
may we be together forever

_ Vijayalakshmi Harish
   24.11.2012

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

Baby, I'd carry you in my arms.
Take you to a place where there's no harm.
No words that burn. No looks that ****.
Just you and I and this love we share.

Baby, I know things are not easy.
Getting harder everyday you grow hopeless,
but, baby, trust me when I say there's so much more of life you have yet to see.
Please let me be the one to show it all to you.
Please, don't give up hope.
If you do, I'll do too
for my hope is you.
My happiness is you.
My life is you.

Get back on your feet, as weak as they feel.
You can still stand, baby. Never surrender the fight.
As tough as it may be I'll always be with you
to help you get up,
to prevent you from going down,
to fight by your side until we win,
because I know we will.

I'll never let you hit the ground.
No! Not even once.
I'll be the extra strength you need
if you can't find it in your heart.

So trust me, baby. We can do this together.
I'm always by your side,
and, even when you're too weak to stand,
I'll carry you in my arms.

She walks in beauty, like the night
     Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
     Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
     Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
     Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
     Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
     How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
     So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
     But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
     A heart whose love is innocent!